Wednesday, 12 November 2008

4700 miles, 6 Borders, 3 Car Accidents, 2 Police Evasions and 1 Russian Hooker


I think it’s safe to say the chances of my making it as a professional blogger are slim to none, I’ve been making notes for the duration of my trips, (for the book of course) but life just seems to have been too busy to edit and upload.


Since I last wrote I have:

- Become accomplished in Italian - should you ever need directions to the train station or wish to by a small blue sweater I‘m your lady.

- Discovered the best gelato in Florence - a scoop of amaretto and a scoop of dark chocolate with chilli at Coronas on Via dei Caizaoli. (I'd recommend at least two of these a day.)

- Eaten one of the best meals of my life and become great friends with Italy’s answer to Gordon Ramsay at Cibreo - highlights included goat offal, rolled kid, tripe and a cheeky smile.

- Had fun with, danced like a loon with, cooked with and drank far too much with some awesome new friends - although for much of this I only have the word of those accompanying me.

- Booked a month in Mexico City to check out the wrestling scene con mi amigos - a mask is being especially commissioned for me as I write.

- Taken the best culinary road trip of my life - breakfast in Italy, lunch in Switzerland, dinner in Germany and Champers in France.

- Escaped the patio foundations of a very odd B&B owner on the Champagne trail with the quick get-a-way driving skills of dear Kate.

- Enjoyed one of the funniest nights of my life with a great mate, a fat cat and a Russian hooker in a hotel in south west Germany.

- Covered 4700 miles, crossed 6 borders, been driven into 3 times and escaped the cops - twice.

- Moved back to the UK, turned 32, cooked 9 tiers of wedding cakes, acquired several cases of astonishingly fine wines, had a very unfortunate incident with a tube of super glue, done a week’s work and made it half way across the globe to Whistler in Canada.

Needless to say it's been a hectic few weeks but it’s nice to be settled again.
I’ve been in ‘The Village’ for several days now, I’m staying with a fantastic lady called Adie whom I was introduced to by a friend in the UK. And once again it looks as though I’ve landed on my feet as I’ve been plunged into the heart of the mountain’s social scene.

Rather fortuitously, the weekend I arrived was BC’s biggest wine festival so the several nights of ridiculously expensive booze, posh frocks and high society shame will come as no surprise to any of you. It seems that even though it isn’t technically ‘after’ yet everyone still makes the most of the Après.

I have installed myself, (part time) in the press office of Whistler Blackcomb and I’m thoroughly enjoying it. If I’m honest I’d no idea how I’d fair, especially given that unlike every game I’ve worked on the mountain doesn’t have a developer, (well not one available to interview anyway), can’t be sent out for review and doesn’t have a launch date.

The only downside of the Canada trip so far is that for the next week or so there’s unlikely to be any snow at the bottom of the mountain which has cut down on boarding time somewhat. To ensure neither my trip or snow skills are spoiled I’ve decided to add in a couple diversions on my travels and will head to Hawaii to wait until the snow arrives and then make my way to a cabin in Vermont for a week after new year.

Sorry it's been so long coming. Next up hot news from Honolulu…

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